Lambuth College - Lantern Yearbook (Jackson, TN)

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Qummer: What a Way to 8pend a Vacation Summer term at Lambuth was either the time to catch up or get ahead. And, much like summer school anywhere, the atmo- sphere at Lambuth was one of laziness and relaxation mixed with the seriousness of students combining efficiently their classwork with their playtime. Filling the voids left by the vacationing student body were happenings such as the Summer Band Camp for high school stu- dents, WSCS gatherings, and the long- awaited Miss Tennessee Pageant held an- nually in Jackson. There was also a new excitement for the campus with the re- modeling of the Old Gym into a theatre in which the Attic Players could perform with- out fear of being caught in a fire trap. Since most classes met early in the morning, plenty of time remained in the day for studying, taking a sunbath, wan dering around Jackson, or sleeping. And since crowds were practically non-existent one could always find room at the pool or tennis courts, and breeze through the caf eteria line at noon. Nonetheless, the sum mer term has been called by most very dull, and at best — quiet! 27

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Above: Madison County Miss Tennessee Contestants, Miss WTBC, Miss Lambuth, and Miss Union pose for photographs during pageant rehearsals. Above left: Mr. Cox and Mr. Byrum of Lambuth ' s speech department, upholster seats for the new thea- tre. Above center: High school students practice at the annual Summer Band Camp. Immediate right: Playing tennis at night is a luxury afforded to summer school students. Far right: Jerry Rochman finds studying on the grass more relaxing than studying in the dorm. 26 Lower right: One of Lambuth ' s summer WSCS visi- tors partakes of the cafeteria ' s food.

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Cycle Begins Anew as Students Once Again Flock to Big L Once again the call for a better life bids us to come back to Lambuth. For many it was the elation of being home again; the joy of familiar faces and easy smiles; the hint of condescension and perhaps a touch of sadness for those who have dis- appeared from the crowd. For the novitiate, the freshman, it was a time for commencement — through days of orientation that were too long, or so they seemed, and too full of wild, mad confusion; laughter and new people; envy for the assurance of those already belong- ing to Lambuth, and the fear of being lost and forgotten. However, at the informa- tive orientation period, as the Lambuth frosh endured the get-acquainted-with- your-teachers dance and as they met with student counselors and faculty advisors to examine their college program, they grad- ually gained a new sense of identity, a real vision of their purpose. Following the opening convocation with the faculty in full academic attire and an address by Dr. Wilder, students, both old and new, saw the flag-raising on the quadrangle, a ceremony symbolizing the beginning of a new academic year. Then they realized that they had only just begun, for new people, thoughts, and experiences lay just ahead of them. Above-. With the aid of Mrs. Allen, Cindy Irwin, and Becky Bencini, Joe Potorski goes through the initial phase of orientation. Right: Walter Thompson, president of the senior class, raises the flag at opening convocation. Opposite right: Freshmen get to know each other at the picnic at Dr. Wilder ' s. Opposite above center: Margaret Browder aids Jean Dawkins with the confusing task of moving in. Opposite above right: Flo Carter finishes unloading her car as she moves in. 28